Chapter 339

As for this, even the Great Black Emperor and others never expected that this seemingly unremarkable Supreme would be so decisive and resolute.

Facing the opening of the Immortal Ascension Path, they did not act rashly but instead dwelled deep in the Undying Mountain, merely wishing to watch their juniors grow.

"A Supreme who has lain dormant is not necessarily a figure like the Stone Emperor."

The Yaochi Holy Maiden said that this time the Immortal Ascension Path opening, the Qilin Ancient Emperor and the other five Supremes would be as they said.

"Even if we cannot become immortals, we must clear the obstacles for future generations."

"Finally, those few supreme beings who still harbored lofty aspirations shed blood on the Immortal Ascension Path, just as the Demon Emperor and Taiyin Holy Emperor, etc., have done in the past."

"Boom—"

Yang Zhu merely watched the old man's departure in silence, did not stop him, and then he employed Heaven-defying Shen Gong, causing the entire Undying Mountain to tremble.

Finally, under the astonished gazes of the world, this life-forbidden zone that struck fear at the mere mention rose from the ground, and Yang Zhu took it away.

"Good heavens, the Undying Mountain will cease to exist from today onward."

"How terrifying! That life-forbidden zone, which had stood for millions of years, once intimidated the Northern Dipper, making all living beings tremble, and no one dared to set foot in it, yet now the Imperial Son has taken it away!"

"The Imperial Son lives up to his name; now possessing the strength to slay the Forbidden Zone Supreme, he fears no one!"

The world was in an uproar, with everyone marveling at Yang Zhu's formidable methods, feeling admiration in their hearts.

"What place is the Undying Mountain? Everyone knows that the lineage of the Void Great Emperor is mortal enemies with the Undying Mountain, having struck more than once, exterminating the Supremes within."

"Although they succeeded in slaying the Supreme, they also paid a heavy price."

"The Undying Mountain is a supreme treasure land hard to come by throughout history; people dare not even covet it, let alone imagine it, yet now someone has achieved it."

"This is a feat that none of the ancient great emperors of all ages could accomplish!"

"Big brother!"

Just as Yang Zhu was about to leave, a tender and pleasant voice called out to him; he turned around and saw Ye Fan leading Xiao Nannan hurrying over.

"What's wrong? Who bullied you again..."

Yang Zhu saw the child's clear, crystalline face streaked with tears, felt pity, and gently lifted the little one.

"Big brother..."

Hearing this, the child said nothing more, merely clinging tightly to Yang Zhu, softly sobbing, showing extreme sorrow.

Gem-like crystalline droplets fell, scattering seven-colored halos, extraordinarily mystical...

"Back then you..."

Seeing this, Ye Fan smiled helplessly and explained everything.

It turned out that when the Void Great Emperor and the Eternal Universe Great Emperor could barely hold on, Yang Zhu appeared and, with his own power, faced several Supremes.

While Xiao Nannan saw the situation, she was deeply worried about Yang Zhu's safety; if not for Ye Fan, the Holy Prince, and others doing their utmost to stop her, the child would have rushed forward long ago.

"Back then we were nearly worried to death, barely managing to stop her!"

The Holy Prince, holding an Immortal Iron Staff, also felt this way; even he, whose strength was like that of one who had reached the Great Sage Peak, joining forces with Ye Fan, still nearly slipped.

It was only thanks to the old friends constantly comforting nearby that the child's emotions were stabilized.

"Nannan fears that big brother will meet with mishap; big brother said he would protect Nannan, so you cannot die..."

Xiao Nannan spoke, her clear eyes holding a similar gaze, blinking as she stared at Yang Zhu.

"Of course, of course..."

Hearing this, Yang Zhu laughed, then immediately took Xiao Nannan and Ye Fan together into the Chaos Immortal Realm.

Yang Zhu lightly stroked his palm, and intricate Dao patterns spread across the heavens and earth, densely packed, with chaotic essence permeating; every stroke displayed his ultimate comprehension of the Dao.

The Undying Mountain was carefully placed by him within the Chaos Immortal Realm; then he summoned the Enlightenment Tea Tree and the black mountain mass below, restoring it to its former location, where it took root.

"Hahaha, why not bring the Primordial Ancient Mine and Divine Ruins, and all sorts of things, to make them the backyard!"

The Black Emperor, excited, turned into black light and ran wildly across the Undying Mountain, meanwhile chattering about his wonderful aspirations.

"I think it's fine!"

The Dragon Horse exhaled holy flame from its mouth, spirited and vigorous, unable to help but feel that choosing to follow Yang Zhu was undoubtedly the correct choice of this lifetime.

"This battle yielded great gains; I will retreat into seclusion for a period."

After exchanging pleasantries once more, Yang Zhu went to the deepest part of the Undying Mountain, namely where the Stone Emperor and others lay dormant, and entered seclusion that day.

In the battle against the Supreme, every move was an ultimate display of the Dao, peerless and mighty to the extreme.

Apart from the Great Accomplishment Hegemon Body, Yang Zhu had exchanged blows with everyone, naturally gaining many insights.

Moreover, while slaying the Supreme, he deliberately collected the Supreme's essence blood to bathe himself, enhancing his cultivation.

……

Outside, after a brief joy and shock, everywhere was bleak.

Throughout the universe, corpses littered the wild, blood staining millions of li; wherever the Supreme arrived at ancient lands and Gu Xing, blood flowed like rivers, and living beings were reduced to less than one in ten.

"Wuu wuu wuu, my child, where are you? You must definitely survive..."

"Father! Father… I beg you, open your eyes and look, I am Feng'er… I am your Feng'er…"

Only some elderly and children managed to survive by luck.

One is that the vital essence is too thin, so the Supreme disdains to harvest it; the other is that they are treated as the seeds of life, left to continue reproducing, to supply future generations to continue 'food'.

"Heroes perish, prodigies fall, the universe mourns..."

This battle incurred great losses; many heroes buried their bones in foreign lands, and although they lacked the strength of a Great Emperor, they still rushed into an extraterritorial battle, spilling blood across the starry sky.

However, under a Great Emperor all are but ants—not an empty saying; many could not even approach before being ground to flying ash by the aftershocks, turning into blood and bone.

Yet they had no regrets, facing the arrival of the Dark Age without fear, they perished for all living beings in the world; though dead, they are glorious! "The Human Race Imperial Son suppressed the Dark Turmoil, for supreme merit, ought to be remembered by all living beings of the universe's myriad races, and passed down forever!"

"Yang Zhu truly lives up to the title 'Imperial Son'; his reputation is not undeserved!"

By now, people increasingly feel the weight of the two words 'Imperial Son', their hearts filled with indescribable emotion.

The Dark Turmoil has also occurred in past ages; in eras when no Great Emperor appeared, they too once stood alone, fighting for all living beings.

At that time, Yang Zhu only felt it was a grand ambition, but having now experienced it firsthand, he understood how terrifying the dark turmoil was; even the ancient great emperors would not dare claim full confidence in quelling it.

"In the Life Forbidden Zone, only ancient emperors and great emperors dwell; it's no wonder that over the ages, no great emperor has managed to pacify any part of it."

"The Void Great Emperor spent his life in conquest; all his imperial sons died in battle, leaving only Ji Zi alive—a supreme being of great magnanimity worthy of everyone's reverence."

"The more people learn about it, the more they revere the two words 'Void'."

"The Constant Universe Great Emperor is the same; even after sitting in meditation for years, when humanity needs him, he will still spare no effort to fight!"

Everyone discussed and sighed at the magnificence of those ancient great emperors—such ambition and means are beyond ordinary people.

Fortunately, many heavenly prodigies survived the dark turmoil.

Emperor, Zhang Bai Ren, Yaoguang, Yin Tian De, Taichu, Dao Yi and other peerless heavenly prodigies, relying on various methods and Shen Gong, did not fall in this calamity. With a turn of time, ten years swiftly passed; during this period, all corners of the universe rebuilt their homes, and normal order began to return to its proper course.

From the day the dark turmoil ended, Yang Zhu vanished without a trace, and no one knew his whereabouts.

"As for Beidou, once the Emperor's Burial Star, five days after the war ended it was reshaped by someone exercising supreme Shen Gong."

Thereafter, the powerful legacies that had earlier relocated their teachings returned to their original homelands and took root anew.

The Ji Clan, Jiang Clan, Yaochi Holy Land, Yaoguang Holy Land, and Zifu Holy Land successively returned to Beidou, where they continue to stand firm.

……

Chaos Immortal Realm.

Here, various immortal lights danced, laws surged, and wonders abounded; once all turmoil ceased, Yang Zhu emerged from the depths of the Undying Mountain.

Over these ten years, he spent most of the time in seclusion, emerging every three or four years for ten days to half a month before resuming his contemplation of the Dao.

"'Miss An has cultivated a problem; only you can resolve it…'"

"That day, after meeting the Yaochi Holy Maiden, Yang Zhu learned that An Miaoyi had encountered a cultivation issue, her life hanging in the balance."

"\"What do you mean? \" Yang Zhu did not understand."

"\"Miss An is also a deeply affectionate person…\""

The Yaochi Holy Maiden sighed lightly and related everything.

She had long seen An Miaoyi's feelings for Yang Zhu, but had paid them no mind, for Yang Zhu was so stunning that he could captivate countless peerless beauties—quite natural.

But Yang Zhu's cultivation rose too quickly; after learning of it, An Miaoyi spared no effort to raise her own cultivation, hoping to catch up to his pace.

Although her talent was astonishing, enough to secure a place among today's heavenly prodigies, facing the Chaos Holy Fetus of the great emperor's bloodline, she could only 'look on and retreat'.

Yet she was unwilling; she strained herself to improve, finally rushing for success, and thus a problem arose.

"\"Miss An is still quite good; she shouldn't have ended up like this…\""

"\"Ah, then I'll go take a look. \""

Yang Zhu sighed helplessly; not long after leaving the Chaos Immortal Realm, upon returning to Beidou he deliberately concealed his whereabouts.

In a certain valley of the Eastern Wilderness, the scenery was beautiful and lush, spiritual energy suffusing the air; after a brief stay, one felt refreshed and invigorated.

On a graceful peak stood a couple of simple huts, with peach trees and green bamboo planted on either side, together forming a vague grand momentum.

On a blue stone before the house sat a peerless beauty in meditation, though her condition appeared quite abnormal.

An Miaoyi's appearance ranked among the top three in the Eastern Wilderness—her grace peerless, untainted by dust, like a celestial maiden descended to the world, captivating countless heavenly prodigies and holy sons.

Yet now her internal breath is chaotic, a strange qi flowing within, while outwardly she shows no abnormality.

Only her face is deathly pale, lacking vitality, her breath feeble.

"\"You… how did you come here? \""

At that moment, she sensed something and opened her eyes, gazing into the distance to see Yang Zhu walking over, as always awe‑inspiring and unmatched, like a heavenly emperor reborn.

She rose to her feet, yet even this single motion caused her crystal‑clear brow to involuntarily furrow, revealing a hint of pain.

But she was accustomed to it, naturally suppressing it.

Yet how could these escape his present divine sense? Everything was clearly captured by him.

"\"I have come to heal your wounds. \""

Yang Zhu spoke, very candidly, without too much beating around the bush.

"\"You… you know everything…\""

An Miaoyi could not help lowering her gaze, twirling a strand of black hair; hearing this, a nameless flicker crossed her eyes—half joy, half worry…

"\"Miss An, why go to such lengths…? It seems there is some unresolved karma between us…\""

Yang Zhu sighed, and with a gesture a dazzling divine light poured down like a galaxy, brilliant and blinding, entering her body; wherever it went, all the strange mist was completely dispelled.

However, this stems from a deep obsession; it can only be temporarily dispelled, and will later rebound—if a true cure is desired, she must work it out herself.

Moments later, Yang Zhu spoke again: "Miss An, if you don't mind, come with me to the Chaos Immortal Realm; it's surely better than staying here."

He knew that, given An Miaoyi's temperament, she would hardly agree, so he merely held a tentative attitude.

"Good."

What Yang Zhu did not expect was that An Miaoyi actually agreed, and did so decisively.

Yang Zhu nodded, took An Miaoyi away from this place, and later, in the immortal realm, selected a superb spot to settle her there.

"Sister, are you sick?"

The Yaochi Holy Maiden led little Nannan here; the youngster had previously seen An Miaoyi, and now wanting to see her again, furrowed her brows and asked.

"\"Yes; from now on, whenever Nannan has time, she should keep sister company and chat. \""

The Yaochi Holy Maiden and An Miaoyi exchanged a smile, then quietly said to the youngster.

"Good!"

Hearing this, the youngster kept nodding, laughing happily.

Over these years, Ye Fan and the Holy Prince have mostly been here as well; finally, even Ji Zi and the God King were summoned by Yang Zhu to recover from their injuries here.

Usually, Ye Fan, the Big Black Dog, the Dragon Horse, and the Yaochi Holy Maiden accompany the youngster, so she is not lonely; instead, she is like a pearl in the palm, carefully cared for by many.

"\"Looks like I have to go. \""

Yang Zhu gazed into the distance at some point on the horizon, his heart stirring slightly— that direction was precisely the Flying Immortal Star! "Any discoveries?"

Ye Fan and the others were at a loss; following Yang Zhu's gaze, they saw nothing but a haze.

"The true Immortal Path is about to open, but the Immortal Realm has long been shattered, so there's no need to rush in so eagerly; however, we must go settle some problems."

Yang Zhu spoke a passage that shocked everyone, leaving them incredulous— could the Dark Turmoil happen again?! "Damn it, will those guys show up again when the time comes? Who knows how many people will appear this time…"

The Holy Prince's face was grave; over these years, he more or less knew of those unborn Sovereigns, who are very likely even more powerful beings.

Moreover, there may even be flawless supreme beings who have not yet passed away!

"What's there to fear? Isn't the Imperial Heir supposed to be here? And don't forget, the Wushi Great Emperor hasn't passed away yet!"

Hei Huang didn't care at the time, because for the Wushi Great Emperor and Yang Zhu, he maintained trust without any doubt.

"I'll go ahead and make some preparations."

Yang Zhu departed, this time taking only Hei Huang and Duan De, while the others remained behind.

This was the result of careful consideration; though these two may seem flawed and lacking virtue, their backgrounds are astonishingly impressive, and they can be of some help to him.

(End of Chapter)